Ch. 9 Being Alone

Brick's mind was a mess. Of course on the outside his composed self seem almost immovable. A force that can not be reckoned with. Except when it came to her.

You're such a little bitch, he frowned for his superior mind started to belittle him. Letting that female take advantage of your balls like that. How pathetic.

Brick couldn't stand it. "Quiet!"

"But I didn't say anything," the youngest blonde had been bouncing happily through the hallway then he heard his big brother talking to himself. "I guess I'll skip quieter then."

He blew his brother a kiss then quickly skipped down the corridor.

The red eyes ignored the little idiotic blonde and was almost outside when the phone rang. He already knew the babysitter wasn't going to answer. She rarely fed them. He walked over and took a breath before answering the house phone.

"Hello is the Mojo residence?" This voice belonged to a female, Brick thought analyzing her tone. She sounds no older than me. "Excuse me but may I ask the obvious."

"You may," her voice sounded very commanding to the boy's ear.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Blossom and I need to speak with Buttercup."

"What purpose do you have for calling?" Brick's voice held it's ground.

"Well I need to ensure she has adapted to her new..." he felt her hesitant. "Family."

"Who are you to demand anything?"

"Her elder sister. One that will not stop calling until she gets the opportunity to speak to her sister."

"Prove it," Brick hung up. Not a moment later it rang. He picked it up. "Hello."

"I'm serious. Let me speak to my sister."

"We are about to have dinner, but if you stay on long enough I'll see if she can spare a moment of her time for you."

"Are you always this infuriating!"

"No."

He could hear her frustrated sigh. "Look, please just let me speak to her."

Of course she'd be begging, Brick thought unimpressed. She's female. Nothing more than a girl, but... Brick started to think of the consequences of simply dismissing this irritating female. This Blossom character sounded very relentless and if I don't let her speak to her sister I'm sure she'll find a way that might come back to bit me in the ass.

"Please hold for a moment," Brick sighed in annoyance as he went out and spotted Buttercup going red in embarrassment of something Robin said. "Buttercup," he glared at the blue eyed girl next to her, "Ima wants you to come in for snacks."

Robin obviously felt the boy's eyes directed at her. She gulped. While Buttercup simply sighed in annoyance. "Oh so now you want to talk to me?"

"No. I am simply demanding you come in to eat," he said while walking away. "Oh and your sister Blossom is on the phone."

"Really!" Brick hadn't been prepared for the girl to smile. "Is she still on the phone?"

"In-" she zipped right past him. "-side."

"Jeez. She must really love her sister," Robin let a nervous smile. "Right Brick?"

His eyes were on his little sister's retreating figure. "That or she doesn't know what real love is."

"Do you?" Robin's voice cut into the redhead's mind. However he just stood there. Giving Robin a glare. "Well its fine. Just don't try not to drool all over her, Brick."

"Goodbye Robin," Brick said with hostility as he walked away.

The emerald child wasted no time speeding off towards the phone where it laid untouched. She took a deep breath before answering in a desperate whisper, "Blossom."

"Buttercup," Hearing her voice nearly made the young brunette cry, laugh, and scream. Nearly. "Are you alright? How is your new family?"

Buttercup let out a painful laugh. "Its pretty messed up."

"I'm sorry for not being there. Dexter's mom has this thing where she doesn't want her floors dirty and the mention of you got her stressed out like a-"

"A chicken without its head!" A bubbly voice interrupted. "Blossom I wanna talk to Buttercup too!"

"Hi Bubbles," Buttercup said with a smile. "Do you have any more recitals coming up?"

"Sorry Buttercup not right now," her sweet voice brought memories of her and her sisters happily dancing with each other on the old playground at the orphanage. The way Bubbles and Blossom would ever so gracefully dance on their tiptoes everyday. She knew Blossom did it for Dexter and Bubbles simply did it for the joy of the attention from a crowd. Something the brunette never cared for or understood. "Oh but Dede likes to help me out sometimes! Oh Buttercup you should see her dance! She's way better than me!"

"Yeah right," Buttercup snorted. "You're way better than her! Hands down!"

"Really," luckily for the blonde on the other side her sister couldn't see the blush forming on her face. "Sometimes I think you would have been a cool brother."

The emerald child was used to this. Her sisters even Dexter at times called her the perfect boy. She was nice to the girls by always complimenting them, her confidence in her athletic abilities surpassed most other boys, she didn't smell like roses, and her anger resembled that of a boy. So this compliment not only gave her pride in herself but made her blush.

"Thanks," Buttercup paused. "I miss you guys..."

"Who do you miss?" Brick appeared over her shoulder suspicious at why she was blushing. His breath in her ear, "Is it your sister?"

The sound of his voice sent chills up her neck. She quickly dismissed it and turning her head to glare at his own reflection in his crimson eyes. Brick simply ignored her death glare and mouthed, 'Hurry up,' then rested his chin against her shoulder. She shivered at his contact but got the hint that he didn't intend to leave until she went to eat.

"Fine," she said going back to her phone call. "Sorry Bubbles I have to go. I guess I have to eat snacks or something."

"Wait-" Blossom's strong voice cut through. "Buttercup there's something you need to hear!"

"Yeah Blossom?"

She could feel her sister hesitate. "Be careful and remember that we'll be seeing each other real soon."

That caught the young girl's attention. "What are you trying to say?"

Her boy grew suspicious of her sudden shift in tone. Along with the tenseness of her small shoulders. He started to listen in.

"You won't have to worry about being alone anymore," Blossom's voice held such a certainty Buttercup gave a hopeful smile.

One that didn't set well with the boy as he was replaying the word alone. He narrowed his eyes at the phone as if the person on the other side could see him. He blew on her ear. There was a moment of vulnerability for the young girl as he quickly snatched the phone away and wrapped his arm around her neck to keep her from taking it back.

He glanced at the girl that wouldn't stop struggling against him, "Uh huh. Listen Blossom Buttercup is obviously not alone. She has me along with her new family. Now if you'll excuse us the nanny made us some snacks that we have to attend to so don't call back." He hung up and released his hold on her somewhat then raised a brow as she stared at him. Not glared but simply stared, "What?"

Her cheeks tinted as she quickly looked away, "Nothing."

"Are you sure?" His arm was still wrapped around her shoulders as his finger forced her to look at him. "I can tell from your expression you want to say something."

"N-no!" She growled. "I don't!"

"Yes you do," he stated as firmly as a parent to a child. Watching her dark locks sway as she turned her head away in frustration.

"Whatever. You don't know me, Brick."

"True but..." He grabbed a strain of her hair and held it up to his lips. "I can try."

It was a strange feeling for the girl. She wasn't use to having this sort of attention from any male it was always directed towards her prettier sisters, or only when she stood out in sports, or in trying to make others laugh. Not that it was something she wanted for herself at the moment. She only really wanted someone to befriend her in this dysfunctional household. Besides Mommy Angel and Boomer, the pervert, Brick was the only other one making an attempt with her. The thought made her cheeks go redder. Unaware of what he was doing to her hair she started to walk off blushing madly because he sounded genuine in wanting to try to get to know her.

"Sure," she said finding her way to the dinning area. "Go ahead and try."

"Is that a challenge?" The demon eyed child followed after feeling a bit cocky because she didn't deny him. As they reached the doors to the dinner room Brick quickly blocked her way and smirked at her tinted cheeks. "Is it?"

The girl started to grow frustrated with this stupid smirk look on his face. "Think whatever you want. If you want to try to know me go ahead! I. Don't. Care!" She growled shoving past him.

With amused eyes he followed after her. Oh yeah follow her. Yeah show the bitch who who wears the collar you little bitch. He ignored his inner demon and went to eat his snacks.

~~In Genius Grove~~

"Blossom what happened?" A young little blonde girl looked to her sister with a red bow on top of her head of red hair. "Did you hang up?"

"No," the redhead blew a bang away from her pink bubblegum eyes staring at the discharged phone. "And I don't think Buttercup hung up either. If my intuitions correct it's probably that kid from earlier. The one that sounded so..."

"Annoying?" The little blonde girl said with innocent blues.

"Very annoying. I don't think the family that got her is... Right," the redhead looked at her sister with confusion. "Does that make any sense?"

The younger girl just giggled. "Nope!"

"Girls," a lady with red hair and curvy hips popped her head into the room. "Come on. Dinners ready!"

"Yes Mom," Blossom politely replied.

While the younger blonde smiled cutely. "Okay!"

"I knew you two were good girls," their new Mom gave them a smile. "Unlike that other one. The filthy one." She shivered at the thought of ever having adopted that child. The one that would lay in filth and always say dastardly things. "Yes you two are good girls."

"Okay Mother," a boy with a Russian accent came in with red curly hair and rather large glasses. "Thanks for the tip. We'll be there in just a minute."

"Okay then. I'll just be downstairs then."

Upon the boy's entrance the girl Blossom blushed as her new step brother stood there in his lab coat. While the blonde kept her comments to herself about her Mom's view on her sister.

"Sorry about her," Dexter sighed looking at his lifelong childhood friends who his mother adopted because they seem like good influences. "You understand her OCD gets worst by the minute."

"I-It's fine," Blossom started to calm herself in front of her rather handsome step brother. "So Dexter what about that transfer?"

"Ah yes. It's already done you should be attending Mrs. Kean's school by Wensday."

"Perfect!" Blossom smiled causing the boy to blush. "Thanks Dexter."

"It was nothing for a genius like me," he stated rather proudly. "Now let's go eat."

The two girls followed. One right next to the boy while the other started thinking about the sister they abandoned.

I wonder if they we were wrong about her being alone? She frowned at the thought. Well they can't be that bad right?

Oh Bubbles how wrong and innocent you are. Thanks for reading the next chapter is going to take a look at the babysitter's real relationship with the father and how Brick's view on relationships on love. Thanks for reading!